Place
that I enjoyed visiting as a young child.
It
was under the influence of my elder brother that I liked visiting this place.
Village was not my place to be as I was born and raised in the city. Hence
living with a brother I could not have any other choices therefore to go with
him to the village during holidays was a must.
I
did not have any idea of why he liked the village so much or perhaps just
because he was born at the village that’s why he could not spent a month in the
city without visiting.
This
was a small village called kasote which was situated at the outskirt of
Okavango region just a few meters from the kavango river. At the age of 6 I and
my brother paid a visit to the village and to my surprise I enjoyed village
life like never before. After a two weeks of stay at the village I met a boy by
the name John he was my best friend I liked him for this reason we had the same
personalities. Apart from John I also met three naughty boys Kangongo,Wambala
and Yombi though they were elder then me I still call them naughty because
every evening this three boys had I private gather and they would call me to
teach them Afrikaans. They would say things in their vernacular language of
which I did. Furthermore there were days they asked me to sing in Afrikaans.
My
grandmother was one of those people that made my days at the village. She liked
me more than her other granddaughters and grandsons and was hated by my fellow
brother and sisters. I think she liked me because I didn’t stay close to her
and she could only see me once or twice a year.
She
was in her seventies yet she looked young and strong. She had three fields of
crops of which she planted yams beside this she also had a mahangu field.
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